”“I’m sure George will appreciate it,” Gary told us.“Say, Gary,” Ed piped up, “you wouldn’t happen to have another one of those twelve...gauges, would you?”“Actually, I got another one in this morning. I haven’t even had a chance to get it on display yet,” Gary said.“I’ll take it,” Ed told him. “Can I get the action polished the same as Bill’s are?”“Sure,” Gary answered, “that won’t be a problem. It’ll take a couple of days. George is a little busy.”“That’s fine. I’ll pay for it now and pick it. ...I'm na ba ..." What's wrong with me? I can't seem to tell him I'm not Buffy." What's wrong Buffy?" G... Go after Xander. Please," "Maybe Buffy can tell him."Angel looked at what he thought was his girlfriend with confusion andconcern."Angel, please do it." Okay," he said, and left, allowing Xander to breathe again.****"Without passion, we would truly be dead." - Angel.Angel moved quietly to where he had seen Xander go, shaking his head atthe bizarre behavior of his girlfriend.He moved. This turned me on very much.I was already pounding her pussy full speed and we must have been fucking for almost 15-20 minutes by then, and then I could make out that a very big orgasm was building up inside her as she was clenching her pussy muscles in a crazy manner. Of course, I knew those signals very well because as I said earlier that we were already fucking our brains out for almost 5 years by then. She came like a Volcano, her cum hitting my cock with force and she biting into the car. The guide had shown me where the bullet had gone in. It had seemed like a very small hole for such a large animal."You can see the bullet later, when they process the animal," the guide told me.All of the men had congratulated Gus on a fine kill. We walked back to our vehicle and headed back to the ranch. When we got back, they let us watch as they skinned the bull and removed the head. Gus wanted the head mounted, but said he had enough robes, so they could keep that."That head will look just.